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 Divine Comedy, The » A Woman Of The World |
When she was just a girl
She became a woman of the world
Soon there wasn't room enough for her
In between the bosoms of her family
She popped the cork, got on the greyhound to new york
Small-talked her way round just the sort
Of playboys' playground she'd once dreamed about
Maybe i love her, but i'm jealous of her
She's a woman of the world
She's a fake!
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